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she’d revealed to Stephen, she decided to change the subject the way he had earlier. “Would you like more coffee?”
    “No, thanks. I need to go. I have another appointment in . . .” He checked the thick watch on his wrist. “Fifteen minutes.”
    Julia rose as he did. He headed toward the back door, so she assumed that’s the way he had come into the house. She followed him, holding the door open after he crossed the threshold. Two steps onto the porch, he stopped and faced her.
    “Dolly is right.”
    Confused, she tilted her head and asked, “About what?”
    “Your body is perfect.”
    His gaze dipped to her breasts for a second before he turned and walked down the porch steps, leaving her a little breathless and a lot scared of such a strong reaction to Stephen McGettis.

3
    J ulia Woods stayed on Stephen’s mind all day. Due to the hail damage a week ago, he and his cousin had been busy giving estimates on roof repairs. Stephen focused on work while with a potential customer, but Julia popped back into his mind as soon as he finished.
    She fascinated him . . . and he didn’t know why.
    Sure, she had a gorgeous body with full breasts, wide hips, and a well-shaped ass. He’d always preferred long hair on women, but her short, blond curls looked perfect on her. She had huge blue eyes the color of cornflowers. He could make that comparison only because his mother had planted all kinds of flowers and shrubs around his parents’ home and made sure her sons knew the name of every one. Not sure how that would help him in his life, he and his brothers still obeyed her and learned the species, colors, when each one bloomed, how long it bloomed, and if it was an annual or perennial. He’d be set if he ever decided to go into the florist or nursery business.
    His current business kept him plenty busy. In fact, he should’ve left to meet Dusty at Boot Scootin’ fifteen minutes ago.
    A quick text to let his cousin know he’d be late and Stephen took off. His heart beat a little faster the closer he got to the country bar. If Julia had decided to accept Dolly’s offer for a cheeseburger, he’d get to see her again. He’d kicked himself more than once ever since he left Dolly’s house for not asking Julia out when he had the chance.
    Stephen pulled into the parking lot of the bar. Few vehicles filled the spaces at five-thirty on a Thursday evening. He knew that would change, as soon as more people got off work and hit the bar for a cold beer and some of Dolly’s amazing cooking. She featured chicken enchiladas on Thursday nights. Stephen’s mouth watered just thinking about them.
    Pulling open the heavy wooden door, he stepped into a large room filled with tables, chairs, and booths. The Texas Rangers played on the big-screen TVs, the clack of pool balls sounded from the back room. Dolly stood behind the bar, along with her weeknight bartender, Mel. Keely wove her way through the tables, her round tray loaded with bottles of Bud and Coors. He nodded to the people he knew, which included almost everyone. Living in a small town and being on the volunteer fire department meant he knew most of the residents.
    A quick glance around the main room produced no Dusty, so Stephen headed for the pool room. He heard his cousin’s laugh as he stepped through the archway. Dusty stood next to one of the pool tables, holding a cue stick with its butt resting on the floor, talking to Julia.
    The sight of her had his balls tightening with lust.
    As if she sensed his presence, she turned her head and looked at him over her shoulder. Stephen definitely felt something pass between them. Impossible to ignore that “something’s” lure, he walked toward Julia and his cousin. She stared into his eyes as he approached her, keeping that tether between them.
    He wondered if his fingers would get singed when he touched her.
    “Hi,” he said once he stood before her.
    “Hi,” she said with a hint of a smile.
    “Hey, y’all already